Sherlock just sighed and shook his head, trying to steer the conversation back on track, "And then?"
"After that, I encountered other people, but not one of them was friendly."
Hayna fell silent for a moment, then deeply sighed, "It was virtually the end of the world...
"Resources were scarce, and danger lurked everywhere. No one could be trusted; companions would go insane or fall ill from time to time. Occasionally, the corrupt Shadow Legion would stalk the wilderness for the living, and sometimes the ground itself would corrupt, turning previously safe zones into dangers. We had to abandon the resources we had collected and flee to safer places.
"I was exhausted from running for my life, and I couldn't even find a Priest. I had to make do with medicines that I didn't even know how to use... There were even companions who died under our care. The daughter of that woman who was disassembled by the Demon Scholar.
